BladeRunner

Austin carefully watched the woman as she inspected his body. Rinoa seemed to take it all in stride it seemed, and the comment with seeing the Alpha when he was younger? It felt like his heart was pinned for a moment, not many people said that if at all, and so he smiled showing his teeth in the process. When he was younger he, surprisingly, didn't have as much energy as he did now, his body unrefined and unmended until he was revealed to bear the wolves blood of his ancestors. What a time it was. "What? Afraid you're gonna bear witness to a miracle?" Austin replied coyly as the elastic hewn of his shorts started to slide down until reaching his base. But he stopped where he stopped as Rinoa asked a personal favor, more embarrassed that she was doing so. By now Austin had let go of his shorts, with what them being loose the question caught his attention most. It was true he had eyes on Daliah, but even then it was somewhere in the middle with that relationship. He has pushed her away due to his troubled past, but Daliah being Daliah, she has not made it easy at all for the Alpha there last years. In truth, he desired her, but he desired who she'd use to be, but who knows? Time could only tell when old wounds would heal, but he had a feeling that the wounds she created after his ascension would reopen. And there were no apologies from her, no remorse, only her self regret with how it made Daliah look, and that will forever cling to Austin. Regardless that he had apologized several times before only to be met with mockery, it pulverized whatever true love there was, now only a hollowed remnant; he needed to push forward and never look back, granted he was haunted by his own demons, Austin was willing to heal his own afflictions and reground himself. Shaking the thought off, the Alpha focused on the young woman in front of him. A moment of silent passed and he hadn't realized his shorts were slowly falling down. He replies, "There... Was only one, but that is a whole journey that would take time. Too long I have taken a back row seat. If I'm being honest I have never partook in mating, nothing sexual, not in years. Duty or no, Rinoa," Austin took the woman by her hands, "I will help you whenever you need, or whenever I can provide at least." Austin stared into the fiery orbs of the wolfess before him. Whatever lack of self confidence she felt he shrugged it off, she was stunning to say the least in appearance and in personality. Though he did not state this to Rinoa, ot was evident that he was willing to show a certain tenderness when he could. And that was when his gun shorts hit the floor, and his eyes opened just slightly wider at the realization he had undone them- And now he was exposed with no backup plans.

It's all good, I'll find a time to post... When I can think of something XD Not sure how to approach it

So do we just post in it right? Dumb question but my brain is half dead

Austin signed with some relief that the woman knew boundaries. However if she had been the "needy" or eager type he might have just left instantly. She studied the man with a reddened face but if he Rinoa's face couldn't color even more he'd be wrong. No, his question made her face stay a certain shade even when she made the comment of how tempting it was. However his mind was on arts and crafts and nothing explicit, that was, unless Rinoa would say otherwise. "Hmph!" Austin couldn't help but grin at the thought of being a model, now his hands resting on the edges of his shirts, "That thought tempting, I've had few others tell that to me- friends that is. I used to be an athlete back in highschool, football and track were the only things I ever did. Now that I've shed a piece of clothing I... Don't necessarily mind stripping nude. There's no shame in seeing someone like that, much like the Greeks it is for study, is it not?" There was something behind the Alpha's tone that may have suggested that course if action otherwise. If course, his reaction was based on Rinoa's, and nothing else... Perhaps? He wasn't being shy about this, rather he was slowly growing more used to this closeup inspection more as a game than anything. But it was for studying for arts and crafts... Right?

The Alpha waited in silence for some response, with no other words spoken, Rinoa coughed slightly but her face seemed a bit more flustered than originally thought. That was when she started to touch on his face, with a, "May I," Question, he eyed her suspiciously. Finally though as uncomfortable it might be Austin nodded and gave a rather annoyed exhale through his nostrils. One of the places he didn't generally liked being touched were his face however if it would help sharpen the skill of the smaller wolf so be it. But it didn't end there. Rinoa starts to feel his collar bone and neck, then begins to pay the man down. At first Austin was growing more inquisitive about the little "episode" she was having, that was when she asked if she could see his body. Austin was not smiling, and after yet another few seconds of silence he sighed in defeat. Without further words, he stripped off the shirt that barely contained the man beneath to reveal a body that looked like it was made of stone. While he enjoyed facial hair, the Alpha preferred the rest of his body- save for legs and arms, to be completely shaven. And to say that he was the envy of men was an understatement, Austin's body was completely solid with muscle and hardly any fat. The Alpha's body was littered in a variety of scars from light scratching to deep wounds that long healed but made their mark. He wasn't necessarily concerned about the inspection toward art, but what it may turn into was different. Still, he did what he could to not turn the situation awkward until he said, "You need my lower half too?"

Austin wasn't caught off by the hug, nor the squealing, it was as of he expected to come. It wasn't difficult to observe and anticipate from his end, being wise enough to know various outcomes however he was expecting the woman to shy away further. He took this as good tidings and a sign to progress further. But he was not certain how things would progress beyond that, what steps to take were beyond the Alpha at this moment. Oddly, Austin started chuckle, holding down the immense amusement felt when Rinoa commented on his eyes, "Well then, I feel honored! However I cannot compare to your's, you look as much as a beautiful, fiery tempest!" Austin fell quiet the instant he said that, he was certain he'd overstep a boundary... But like he said, they were both equal souls in this matter. They were trading compliments and it wasn't Austin's style to hold anything back nor sugar-coat anything at all, he told truth the way it was. And he wasn't about to apologize either as he looked down on the young woman, he didn't feel "butterflies" in his stomach nor did he choose to move into the "kill." Most men would attempt to just dive in but Austin kept a figurative distance, he me we forced anyone to do anything unless it was for the sake of the tribe; normally that was during conflicting times and not R&R. He didn't have two- almost three women fall for him before by throwing power, that said, Austin had nothing to feel guilty about.

Austin remained still when Rinoa approached him, and the closer she got the more he had to crane his head lower until she was right up on him. Their chests threatened to touch, but he understood what was happening just a moment later when that dingy lightbulb clicked. Cocking yet another brow, Austin was waiting for something to happen as patient as he was, however there seemed to be some realization that struck Rinoa and she immediately backed away. This prompted the Alpha to step forth and right back up to Rinoa, using a free finger to turn her eyes back up to his. "You need not shy away," Austin cooley stated, his blue and green hazel eyes piercing through the woman before him, "I would be delighted to collaborate with you, in this moment, and even perhaps beyond when we work together on a few pieces, we're not Alpha and Warrior, but two individual souls." From here Austin did not know what was going to happen. He didn't necessarily take action but waited for a reaction from Rinoa. If she backed away further then it might have been for the best...? But perhaps stirring old emotions and temptations were for the best as well, perhaps on the creative scale of artwork but who knows what would happen? But the Alpha did not back down, as he was patient for what the outcome of this instance would come down to.

"Continue it then," Austin say's looking at another piece, "These are truly incredible, if I hadn't known any better I would say you are a professional. You could potentially make money off of these or even perhaps hang them around the mansion?" Austin's suggestions may have been a bit much, but they were there. For him to be this impressed was a rarity in its own, the fact he hadn't critiqued anything or at least be critical was also a bonus for the young lady. He had always assumed that Rinoa was the kind to simply wonder off somewhere or just lie around, but now he understood why she spent time away from the pack. The Alpha then turned to the woman with a particular glint in his eye, a curiosity that now burned, artistic crafts always got him going on thinking about a variety of concepts that he couldn't help but share. "I could always show you how to do resin in a particular fashion. It takes skill and a little bit of refining, but you could do a variety of things with it," Austin then leaned against the work station, the wood creaked but shown no signs of weakness under the pressure of the big man, "You have quite the talent though... They normally have a festival in town during the spring, summer and fall, you could always showcase your works there? Lest these projects hold a great enough value to not let them loose?"

Could be Lupita is curious as why an Alpha is in the room of a subordinate? Lol

"Ehhh... Never been a Final Fantasy player much, never played Metal Gear either, but I guess that's my taste." Austin say's as the lair traveled through the halls. The Alpha seemed more comfortable now that he opened up slightly to past hobbies, however he didn't know how long that would last. But he pondered further on the subject of resin jewelry, he used to make bracelets, necklaces, even going as far as to making displays with larger things such as mantids, spiders, scorpions, and the whole nine yards. It something worth considering at least and it could be a pastime for the large wolf. The only question was if he would wager going into town... That would be a nice visit tomorrow wouldn't it? There were longtime friends Austin hasn't seen in years and he knew they had been asking about him, these people were a close circle of Humans of course, and they knew well of the Midnight Pack. Their families have lived here for many generations, so of course they knew a thing or two. Upon entering the room that Riona opened, Austin couldn't help but gaze about. He was awestruck at the immense amount of sketching a, painting, canvas's and papers lying about, many of which looked to be of Spruce Moore in it's entirety. It may have seemed like he was ignoring Riona for a moment but he listened to what she had to say. Out of nowhere, the Alpha openly stated, "It's all amazing. I didn't know you had this much talent, if I'm being honest." Austin happened to find a painted canvas of himself of course, hidden behind another work of the Spruce Moore waterfalls. He lifted the large piece of art and of course compared to him it was small. The way he was drawn, the atmosphere and his grizzly appearance captured the ferocity and the simple "essence" of domination. He smirked as he set the art piece down, "I will admit, I am more than impressed. I wish I had seen this sooner... How long have you been doing this for?"

Yes you can

No one pulled your cord, you pervert @KanDaKnight! (Though, I mean, that's the purpose of this club XD) And lemme know when you got it made @Xenia Renekton, and I'll get a post up in there. Other than that, off to bed for four hours! Whoop!

Oh so hey, I forgot to ask but where would we be heading? I'm assuming Rinoa's bedroom?

There was a slight smile beneath the beard of the Alpha. Maybe he was actually enjoying the company Rinoa presented? The young woman seemed easygoing and in a sense reminded the Alpha of himself at that age, albeit it made him feel embarrassed to have revealed silly things that he used to do. Now he almost felt a desire to go out and get these new things, new games and get back into making jewelry, get back into doing the things he enjoyed many years ago. "Mmm, indeed. They're all gone, but I worked with resin-epoxy, taking dead or frozen insects and making jewelry like necklaces or bracelets out of them," Austin took the lead, leaving the greenhouse and back through the corridor of the mansion, although perhaps he wasn't meant to hear that murmur with the hearing of a wolf it was impossible to whisper past him, "The last game I remembered were... EverQuest, Ratchet and Clank, and Sly Cooper. I haven't kept up with anything as if recent unfortunately."

Maybe she could join Austin and Rinoa's company? Not sure how Xenia would feel about it, but I'm chill with it.

The Alpha almost perked up at Rinoa's words. She already has a few pieces of artwork from what he could assume judging by her choose of words. Slightly there was a falter to Austin's face, a smirk, for just an instant had made it's way through his mouth. Everyone thought Austin, or rather Auvunux as a tribal, primitive and brutal when before he had found the beast sleeping within he had multiple hobbies, one of which did include a type of artwork. Carefully though, Austin chose his words, and for right now the conversation he kept it at a level between equal individuals; not between superior and subordinate. "Is that so? Then perhaps I would like to see your works," Austin said, now standing up to full height, the clear height difference Austin had standing beyond seven feet, "You need not be embarrassed, it is an expression and an extension of you no matter how good or bad it is. There is no shame in revealing such things, Rinoa." When Rinoa asked about of Austin had any ambitions there was a pause. There were a variety of things, but regarding hobbies he did spill the beans, "Truth be told I used to... Uhh... Make jewelry, I used to draw and paint as well. Play video games, listen to music, comics... There was a lot I used to do, some things I wish I could go back to but... Unfortunately I cannot for a variety of reasons."

Upon hearing the the voices of the two individuals the scene was set. Nimona could have given an audible "oh" but chose not to. The scent of the male, the sight, it was all too tempting. Her emotions stirred as well as the need for her own body, as of now Nimona felt like she was on fire. But her gaze wasn't all over the male like his were on her body, no, her eyes were captured by his green ones. They were disarming, overpowering... And unfortunately for Darion, Nimona's mind went into a fight or flight mode. Approaching the male wolf, Nimona ignored the scrawny vampiric bitch who was commenting something. She lingered over to him, her face being flustered beyond it's limits, and as soon as the two wolves were upon each other, their breaths threatening to touch, Nimona did the unexpected. Immediately the young woman grabbed him between the sack forcing his pair under her pinky and with the enhanced strength of any wolf-kin came up hard with a knee striking him in the family jewels. She then used a free leg to sweep one of his upward and knock the make down, and before he could get up Nimona placed a foot on his chest. "You," Nimona said in the threatening manner to Alicia, "Grab the bags, shut and lock the door," She then pressed a tad harder downward on the males chest keeping him pinned, whatever pain he felt she didn't care as she looked at him with lustful, but rage ridden eyes, but she said in a half angry-hskf lustful tone, "Here's the thing, stud. I'm no damsel falling into some guy's arms, I'm no one's bitch or some male wolves mating slut, and unfortunately for you-" Nimona begun stripping off her shirt to reveal a bra that barely contains the melons that seemed strained, there was a vicious, predatory grin that worked onto her face "-You are correct, I have needs you could potentially fullfil. So here's the deal, we do things on my terms, you want more relief than what this walking corpse can give you, then you follow my rules, understood?"

Unfortunately I believe Darion is in for a rude awakening XD

"Is that so?" Austin asked cocking a brow as he heard what the woman wanted to do, "You're still young, you should still be able to do that thing you want. Before long, as you age you become bound to those things, so do something you like. Like painting." Austin never touched upon his own personal "ambitions" as no one has ever asked him except for the Old Man and Daliah. Though he was the Alpha, he had never involved himself in the affairs of others like "painting" or beyond that, always working, always in the political landscape of things, this was most likely the first time in many years he had actually sat down to speak to someone about this stuff. As of right now Austin was wondering in unknown territory. Then again, he should be getting to know most of the pack members... But that was later. With another silent moment, the Alpha finally said, "Perhaps you could show me a few of your works?"

Austin stayed quiet for quite some time. He listened and unbeknownst to Rinoa he was taking in her reactions despite his stare at the moon. It was an odd question but one he was asked a million times after... Well after the massacre of course. But he wasn't dwelling on that. It took him back to when Austin and Daliah got real close to each other, he would have taken her as a mate if only she hadn't of acted out of spite when he was promoted to Alpha. That was a rough beginning. "Very well then," Austin simply replies, not angry or saddened or even happily, he just gave a cool response, "There is no issue in that at all, could say we're alike in that regard. Perhaps for different reasons I suppose. You could also try to..." What were the words for it? Oh yes, but he shouldn't say it, "No, nevermind that. But what are your goals and ambitions?"

"I remember, you bold faced asked to stay here, no stammering or shyness, you had more balls than a lot of the men around here. Caleb didn't like that we were taking in a stranger but it was better than nothing, little did we know that we had a talented warrior now." Austin said, though his expression hadn't changed and he remained in a realm between scout and relaxed, the air around him seed smoother, softer, almost beckoning. "I came to this pack almost twenty years ago, I didn't learn of my wolf heritage until my father passed away and my brother pursued his path further until he ended up in Scandanavia. I didn't trust anyone here, but I made due, my father had unlocked the beast from within and for protective reasoning sent me here. Sometimes I'm not sure if it were the best or worst decision I ever made..." Austin spoke true, his fight with his ill father ended with coordinates and a name. That name was of the Old Man's, of which he didn't speak out of respect to let that name rest in peace. The Alpha was at ease the more he talked, much of the pain he had let loose earlier so now it only dulled to a rolling boil. He then said, "Why don't you sit down, ease yourself? I will not be here long and you can have the greenhouse to yourself once more.... However while we are here, let me ask you a... Personal question, yes? Have you thought of who you would have as a mate this season? And before you rise in anger or embarrassment, it is a mere question."

In the many thoughts that Austin processed there was a sudden voice that pulled him from the realm of thought itself. The Alpha don't focused his gaze and glanced toward Rinoa, and fir a long second his eyes rested on the woman before back to the moon. Keeping his jaw shut, he'd force a the breath of a yawn out of his nostrils as he thought of a way to reply. In truth, he was starting to finally get tired, perhaps being around so many plants and aromas helped? Austin finally spoke in a calm and low tone, not moving away from the hand nor removing it himself, he found it... Comforting, "Nothing to speak of. Why are you still here? Most of the pack has gone off to hunt or into the market in town..." Austin's blue and green hazel eyes finally locked with the woman's own hazel orbs. His look was of something of a tired beast with no sense of rest, the story of his life really, and he couldn't help but look back at when Rinoa first came to the tribe. He spoke again, this time turning back to the moon yet again, "Tell me of the time you came to us, when you were introduced into the pack. Most wolves around here were born into but... Others like us ended up here one way or another." Austin's demand was more a request, it sounded more like a favor if anything. If there would be talk, talk there was. With mating season so close Austin had hoped he wouldn't fall into the same pit trap as he did with Samara back in his quarters. But, luckily Rinoa had her scent covered like a plant, so the pheromones or "need" wasn't there at all. At least he hoped. For now, he'd settle on the company of another pack member.

Apparently sitting in a balcony, smoking cigars, drinking whiskey and eating didn't satisfy the large Alpha. Maybe either of the three hit a spot he most likely needed but still he felt restless, he couldn't sleep, so slipping on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt were appropriate for a stroll. Nevermind any footwear as he didn't need any. But aside from the civvies he wore, Austin looked different indefinitely, not his body but more his face. Austin's head was trimmed to a close shave, careful but it was a clean cut above all. Gone were the long dreadlocks, gone was the long beard riddles with beads and more dreadlocks and entered a majestic bushy beard that stopped past his throat. And if one looked close enough there were odd-patterned tattoos along the back of his neck. At first glance it may not have seemed like the Alpha, but by his scent, by the pressure of his "presence," it was definitely Austin if the size of the wolf didn't give a hint. He looked around the greenhouse, gazing at all of the flowers that had closed up, but what took over were blossoms and petals that opened in the moonlight, flowers the vined along the walling, a variety of cool colors like blues and purples and dominantly the color of white- which seemed to glow at the moonlights touch. Sitting at one of the benches that the skylight shone down on, Austin inhaled and exhaled slowly signifying that he was relaxing. He could have easily pick up the scent of one Rinoa despite how good her camouflage was, he could have easily, "felt," her presence, but he wasn't focused enough to do that. Instead, he stared into the moons ethereal glow, reminiscing old memories he was find of; of the pack, the friends he's made, the children he practically raised here... His family. But that was long, long ago, a time that he should have let go but finding no rest from the bindings of the past. Where this hatred and anguish came from Austin knew not, perhaps it was a tool his enemy instilled into him? But for right now, it all faded away as his face was motionless, emotionless, he was more or less daydreaming.

I don't know what anyone else is doing atm, I noticed it kinda dropped off. Gonna get my big boi up and going again, already got one doing something and my vamp char is... Just wondering, if anyone is wandering.

I could have the Alpha join her?